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The Sauce

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  • Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
    Hold that, hold that, hold that
    Yo all that, all that tryin'
    Y'all, I told y'all about tryin'
    Tryin' is later on man
    Can we try something for the ladies
    Can we try something for the ladies
    Can we do that De La
    Let's get that goin' on man
    Told y'all about those messages and **** man
    We get to that later man, know what I mean
    Let's just do something for the ladies man
    Let's get a chorus goin' on or something
    Let's pop a chorus off, ya know what I mean
    Let's do that right now, let's get that goin' on
    Let's try that out
    I see you real ****** do fake things sometimes
    One of them is grabbin' on his mic to rhymes
    So let us demonstrate the right way ya need to place
    Yo, it's De La up in ya face
    Better yet ya whole scene, here to pull in the green
    With Philly Black
    Just layin' back, raisin' my stacks
    Cause how they want it I give it to em' rock or the raw
    Yo it really don't matter son, some hot **** for y'all
    To go cop at the store, I spit, kick at ya jaw
    Leave you on the floor on all fours, you slaw
    We burn fast in black flag lands
    Bringin' herds and caravans
    And heat rock rythms, you blink one, two times
    In between I do mines
    Showboat refs, I put y'all ****** on deck
    Yeah son y'all faggots are soft
    I been through, carried the torch
    Recognized and done married a dwarf
    So in-laws pay a writer's fee
    My stizzy sets a wiz *****'s eye in me
    Pissy in a rizzy
    Indian wife I flip em' behind reachin' for sobriety
    Blew north, never find me
    Reside in this state of mind
    Keep my temple developmental
    Projects, front-line essential
    Reminded of concubines and evil that men do
    Cut off Ginsu, carry a brand new
    Vandle issues, brandin' issues
    Grabbin' tissues, like you didn't know you had it in you
    I live it up y'all, givin' you what y'all
    Need and can't call, carry the ball
    Like a spit-kicker should and ya wish ya could
    Hold it down like the digital who stitched the hood
    Better yet the whole globe, light it up like a strobe
    While you froze panicin'
    Went from man to maniquin
    We them peaceful rap stars
    That can still jab ya in ya face
    Leave ya **** redder than Mars
    The sauce and ****, of course we it
    The flossy ****
    Groundin' beef like Maxwell House
    Go ask the house
    We representatives
    Go call ya Senators
    Change laws in rap, renovate ya landscape
    The man takes for sixteen
    And pull a paragraph up out the tango
    Hangin' like vango
    Water broke flows to c-sec
    You read xecs
    Miscarried the rap, abortin' ya whole fort
  • Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
    Hold that, hold that, hold that
    Yo all that, all that tryin'
    Y'all, I told y'all about tryin'
    Tryin' is later on man
    Can we try something for the ladies
    Can we try something for the ladies
    Can we do that De La
    Let's get that goin' on man
    Told y'all about those messages and **** man
    We get to that later man, know what I mean
    Let's just do something for the ladies man
    Let's get a chorus goin' on or something
    Let's pop a chorus off, ya know what I mean
    Let's do that right now, let's get that goin' on
    Let's try that out
    I see you real ****** do fake things sometimes
    One of them is grabbin' on his mic to rhymes
    So let us demonstrate the right way ya need to place
    Yo, it's De La up in ya face
    Better yet ya whole scene, here to pull in the green
    With Philly Black
    Just layin' back, raisin' my stacks
    Cause how they want it I give it to em' rock or the raw
    Yo it really don't matter son, some hot **** for y'all
    To go cop at the store, I spit, kick at ya jaw
    Leave you on the floor on all fours, you slaw
    We burn fast in black flag lands
    Bringin' herds and caravans
    And heat rock rythms, you blink one, two times
    In between I do mines
    Showboat refs, I put y'all ****** on deck
    Yeah son y'all faggots are soft
    I been through, carried the torch
    Recognized and done married a dwarf
    So in-laws pay a writer's fee
    My stizzy sets a wiz *****'s eye in me
    Pissy in a rizzy
    Indian wife I flip em' behind reachin' for sobriety
    Blew north, never find me
    Reside in this state of mind
    Keep my temple developmental
    Projects, front-line essential
    Reminded of concubines and evil that men do
    Cut off Ginsu, carry a brand new
    Vandle issues, brandin' issues
    Grabbin' tissues, like you didn't know you had it in you
    I live it up y'all, givin' you what y'all
    Need and can't call, carry the ball
    Like a spit-kicker should and ya wish ya could
    Hold it down like the digital who stitched the hood
    Better yet the whole globe, light it up like a strobe
    While you froze panicin'
    Went from man to maniquin
    We them peaceful rap stars
    That can still jab ya in ya face
    Leave ya **** redder than Mars
    The sauce and ****, of course we it
    The flossy ****
    Groundin' beef like Maxwell House
    Go ask the house
    We representatives
    Go call ya Senators
    Change laws in rap, renovate ya landscape
    The man takes for sixteen
    And pull a paragraph up out the tango
    Hangin' like vango
    Water broke flows to c-sec
    You read xecs
    Miscarried the rap, abortin' ya whole fort